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Jan 2017
By: Cedric McClester

He doesn’t read books
Or take second looks
Before he sinks his hooks
Into the stews he over cooks
So let me get this off my chess
If I had to take a guess
What he deems a great success
Is considerably much less

And let’s not forget
That he trolls the internet
Then places his bet
Based on misinformation - yet
He touts it like it’s gospel
Even though that is quite awful
Sometimes not even lawful
Because rarely is he thoughtful

He doesn’t take advice
Or think about it twice
Instead he rolls the dice
For us to pay the price
And pay the price we will
For the freedoms he will ****
Clearly he just needs to chill
But I doubt he ever will

He’s a creature of TV
That they’ve dubbed “reality”
But how could that be
When it’s foolishness ya see
Look who he’s surrounded by
It’s enough to make you cry
That they promote a lie
Then make it an alibi















Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2017.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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